Vol 3 Chapter 363: Devouring

This group of flames from the mouth of the ink exudes violent volatility, and with a strange devour. ? WwW.suimeng.lā
The heart of the purple scorpion, which has no reason to accelerate the beating, and the hidden fire of Lei Yan suddenly became active.
It seems that this force has been silent, suddenly awakened, and may rush out of the heart at any time.
He grabbed his chest and wanted to suppress this active force.
Looking at the change of Zi Yan's expression, the ink said confidently: "When you practice the black scorpion method, it is equivalent to joining us and recognizing the rules we have specified. So now, the king has already appeared, as a courtier, Why bother struggling?"
"You only know that once the life is dying, the hidden dangers of the body will erupt in an instant, and the black scorpion will eventually devour itself, so you will always be very careful to suppress. But you will never think of it in the rules we specify. In the middle, the monarch wants to die, and he will die at any time!"
The ink looked at the purple scorpion holding his chest and smiled slightly: "So, you don't have to struggle, the rules are so formulated. Today I want you to die, this is the truth, no one can violate the rules!"
The purple cicada suddenly let go of his sighing heart, and a mysterious smile appeared in the corner of his mouth. "Are you sure?"
"That is natural."
Even if I see that the purple eyes are different, it seems that there is something behind, but the ink is still confident.
This self-confidence stems from the development of the dead prison thief for countless years, with no exceptions.
Zi Yan smiled and said: "Well, I will see your means."
Just after his voice fell, a ray of light flew out of the heart of the purple scorpion, not the power of the fire magic in the imagination of the ink, but a flame.
It was a golden flame with a thunder.
It is the ancient Leiyan fire.
The ancient atmosphere emerged from it, as the same storm swept around.
The power of the fire that belongs to the ink in front is like a big enemy, and it starts to tremble violently.
"How could this be?"
Seeing the complete flame that flew out from the heart of Zi Yan, the confidence on the ink face disappeared, and the voice was exclaimed.
In his perception, the flame is full of threats, and there is no flaw, it is complete.
If he said that his analogy was a king and a courtier, then in his perception, it is the encounter between the two kings.
It is a collision between two different rules.
What is the black scorpion after the sable cultivation of the black scorpion?
Why did it become the power of gold?
"Roar!"
In the black flame, there was a groan, and I saw the black flame that was constantly shaking. I couldn’t bear the pressure of the oppression, and I changed into a fire.
The fire konjac is terrible, about the size of an ordinary person, and when it appears, it is directly rushing to Lei Yanhuo.
Hey!
Just as the fire demon approached, the ancient Leiyan fire turned into an ancient Leiyan beast, and it roared like a nine-day thunder.
The two sides met and the powerful forces collided.
It seems that there are countless rules in the confrontation, the light that shines, and the glare.
These are two very different extreme energies, very terrifying.
The space is constantly distorted and torn, as if the paper is messy, and the whole time and space have become confusing.
In this case, if you stray into it, you will be ruthlessly shredded by the power of space.
The ink looked at the confrontation in front of him, and the shocking words could not be said.
The most powerful force from the dead prisoner has not been able to suppress the other side?
Zi Yan stood in the distance and indifferently paid attention to this scene.
This is a confrontation between two kinds of flames. He can't insert it at all, and he is powerless.
But he is full of confidence in the ancient Lei Yan.
The evenly confrontational confrontation is only temporary. After the tenth interest, the power of the fire and the power will show the appearance of subsequent weakness.
And Lei Yan is still as strong and horrible as before.
Everything is as heavy as the saying goes, the ancient Lei Yanhuo is the nemesis of the power of the fire!
It was the fifth interest in the past, only when the Lei Yan beast was in a confrontation, the body suddenly became bigger, and one bit was to swallow the fire demon into the belly.
A face of shocking ink, after seeing this scene, his face showed a touch of excitement, he could not help but ridiculed: "I don't know what to do, what is your fire magic? Devouring, it’s just looking for death!

The body of Lei Yan’s beast began to roll and seemed to suffer some kind of severe pain.
The ink smiled proudly and said to the purple sable: "This is the arrogance of the end. It seems that you don't know where the weird power comes from, but it is."
Just the voice just fell, the expression on the ink face is instantly solidified.
I saw a few volleys after the volley, Lei Yan beast stood up again, hit a full, then it was re-evolved into the ancient Lei Yan fire, back to the heart of the purple.
Just look carefully, you will find that on this Thunderfire, there is a ray of black energy, those are the power of the fire.
Although Lei Yanhuo swallowed each other, it was not as easy as Lei Yan’s performance, and it took a while to refine.
But for Zi Yan, the biggest threat is lifted.
In the future, as long as Lei Yanhuo exists, then he is the nemesis of all the dead prisoners who have practiced the black scorpion.
The breath of the ink in front of the body is no longer stable, and seems to fall to the realm at any time.
The power of the previous group of fires is the root of his strength. At present, this power is swallowed up. For the ink, it is a great trauma.
He looked at the purple incredulously and could not accept the reality.
The power of his own complete demon, is it swallowed up?
"Give me the token, I can spare you a life."
Zi Yan looked at the ink of the gods, and said faintly, no more killers.
The ink came back to God, and smiled awkwardly. The eyes showed sarcasm. "Right my life? You also match?"
The purple scorpion walked toward the ink, and he already felt the despair in the heart of the other side.
Ink has once said that there is no human value, compared with the Gathering Crystal vein, the purple sputum does not work, his ink is even worse.
Lost the veins this time, even if Ziyan let him go, but after returning, he is still dead, and even dead will be even worse.
Relatively speaking, the war is dead here, but it is even more heroic and fearless!
In the face of the ink, the magic knife appeared in the hands of the purple scorpion, and the sheath was ejected in an instant, separated by more than ten feet. The knives stretched out and carried the horrible power of Lei Yan and squatted on the other side.
Far from shooting is worried that the ink has other backhands, just in case.
In the eyes of the ink, there is bright light, but it is extinguished at a very fast speed.
Knife passed over the body. After all, he was already at the end of his power and lost his core strength.
Zi Yan stood outside a dozen feet and took the knife back to the sheath.
The ink opened slightly and seemed to say something, but after all, a word was not said, and the figure was vanished.
Left a spiritual ring.
The purple scorpion stepped forward to the spirit ring, not only found his own transmission token, but also found a saint.
There are eight light lines on the holy sign, which is actually an eight-star sacred symbol!
If the sable continues to approach ~EbookFREE.me~ the other party will definitely use this sacred character.
It is a pity that the cautiousness of the cicada is beyond the imagination of the ink.
Killing everyone, Zi Yan did not fold back to open the mining veins, but flew away in the distance.
During this time, he used the wreckage.
Two transmission channels were discovered one after another, all of which were forcibly destroyed by the sable.
As a result, this place has no real worries.
After the destruction continued to explore the surrounding area, after two or more times, no trace of abnormality, the purple scorpion turned back and came to the entrance.
The old man has been waiting here, seeing the return of the purple, and respectfully bowing to him.
"Can I take it away now?" Zi Yan asked.
"Of course, please come with me."